And the role of the Angry Black Person is Now Being Played by...

White people!

When did ya'll get so daggum angry? Not all of ya'll, just some. But dang, I thought that was some black people's burden to bear?

Really, I want it on record that I was the first to blog-coin the term AWP for Angry White People. *Even if I'm not, I'm going to continue thinking I am, so just shut up and don't say nothin'.*

The AWP's are heated up in one of the racist and ignorant blogs concerning Barack Obama that I idioticly came across. I won't link it because it has no real intelligence behind the words and I don't want to promote the vile venom being spewed I'd rather spare you guys the ignorance of seeing it lest I draw the wrath of a deranged Republican, who will fail to realize that I AM a Republican because I'm black as well. Deranged people of any kind will find no love here (other than moi), so check that foolishness at the door. You should be able to find that blog easily if you have myspace and look for it, that is if you particularly enjoy the lingering smell of bull and/or shit.

Have you ever seen children play and you have one kid that's not used to sharing? All you hear is "Mine, mine, mine!" The one kid is so fearful of other children coming in and getting to experience the joy that is his/her "toy", that he has an absolute hissy fit, complete with foot stomping, screaming, whining, shrieks, threats and self induced, blue-faced asphyxiation. That's exactly what I thought of while reading the venom being passed back and forth, all up and through that blog.

Better yet, maybe you've heard one of those childish arguments, "My toy is better than yours!!"
No? Well here's my interpretation of the head AWP on his blog, he sounded just like a petulant 5 year old with a snotty nose. Wanna hear it? Here it go....

Little AWP Afraid of Having His Right to be an Ass Taken Away: "My toy is better than yours!!"

Other Kid: "Why is your toy better than mine?"

Little AWP: "It just is!!"

Other Kid: "How so?"

Little AWP: "Because it is!"

Other Kid: "Well I don't want to play with your toy anyway."

Little AWP: "Yes you do! You want to take my toy and share it with all the other other kids! Then it won't be mine anymore! Then I won't be the only one who has the best toy! Then next thing you know, you and all the other other kids will take all my toys away! And the crap is only gonna go downhill from there! What I've been taught to recognize as natural born Christian and White entitlements will all be taken away! WTH kinda crap is that, you greasy, welfare accepting, fried chicken eatin', filthy liberal?? Eventually, I'll start being profiled and pulled over for Driving While Being an AWP!! A pox on you and your kind! Oh, wait. Been there, done that. Neener-Neener!!"

Other Kid: "Can I just ask, what in the name of "You don't wanna let go of Jim Crow" are you talking about? WHY is your toy better than mine? That's all I ask."

Little AWP: "No! No We Can't!! We can't answer that because we really have no answer for you! And let me tell you what else we can't do! We cannot stand idly by while our right to do whatever the fuck we wanna do whenever the fuck we wanna do it, even if it's standing on your ass, is taken away! No! My God will not have it! My Father will not have it! My Pappy won't either! We will NOT let this nation flip-flop to the point where I, the AWP of all AWP's become a bottom and not a TOP!! We'll kill you before we let this Christian nation die!! The Bible says... Shit, what did the Bible say? Never mind, I'll come back to that as soon as I find a verse that supports my position."

Other Kid: ??

Little AWP: "I heard you're a Muslim and you're going to paint my toy black when you get it!

Other Kid: "Black? Why Black?"

Little AWP: "How DARE you say this is about RACE??? Don't you people ever get tired of pulling the fabricated race card? Is there no other way to get your point across? Not one time did I say anything about anything or anyone black!!... Nobamanation!! ...Aaaaaaaggghhhhh!!"

Other Kid: "Well, actually you did."

Yeah, as ridiculous as that dialogue was, that's how ridiculous the AWP's are getting. Scared, huh?

Anything akin to progress and/or change is looked upon as encroachment by these particular AWP's, and they are afraid. And darn it if it isn't almost comical to see some of them attempting to pass themselves off as fair-minded Christians.

People like that aren't Christians, they're fronts, living a farce. They use the term Christianity to validate their ignorant and racist ideologies. If they were truly living their lives as deemed by our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ, you would not here the hatred behind the words cloaked in the name of "Christianity"

They need to have a reason for all the putrid vomit churning around in their brains, and they figure the cloak of Christianity is big enough to hide behind. They don't believe in what's best for our country, for our children. People like that believe in how best to preserve the privileges they've enjoyed from the time they were born. They don't believe in Freedom of Speech unless it's them doin' the speaking. They don't believe in anything for which they don't feel they will reap the majority benefit.

Mr. or Mrs. AWP, your hissy fit ain't gonna stop progress. You rolling around in your blog-floor kickin' and screaming, name calling and threatening isn't going to stop change. Grab a cuppa, go find yourself a seat with a cushion and watch change roll in.

Everyone has a right to exercise your vote as they see fit. The. End. No need to perpetuate the lies....unless you're scared. AWP's, if you're scared, say you're scared, I'll respect you more for it. I'm scared that gas will be $5 by the middle of the summer. I'm scared that the housing market will continue to be in a downward spiral. I'm scared that we'll be in this down trodden recession economy for a while longer and that my friends will be in Iraq or Afghanistan longer than they should be. I'm scared that when I retire SSI won't be available even though I'm doing all I can to have my own nest egg and won't have to suck the nipple of rely on the government. I'm scared that when if I have kids they'll have to endure the horrible school systems in La or the possibility of a school shooting. THAT is what I'm scared of. Those seem like REAL LIFE issues, to me.

Oh, and the White House will never get painted Black. Maybe a nice Mocha or Tan, Red even, but never Black. If it were me, there would most likely be a nice shade of purple and gold in one of the rooms but who would paint any room in a house black???

Brown..OUT!

*Only a coward looks to assassination as a way to halt the inevitable possibilty of change. Only the defeated will give the notion any credibility. No one can play mind games with you unless you let them. Take your mind back, keep your head, create your own change.*

Moving on up...to the NORTHSIDE...

I'm officially back working on campus and it looks as though all of my boxes/files have made it here..GEAUX ME!

I got the stuff that helps me pass my day along important stuff set up yesterday and that's the computer!

Even though all these wires have to be some sort of death trap hazard. I'll have to think of a creative way to tape them to the carpet or something so that I'm not rolling over them or God forbid tripping over them. I'd hate to be one of "those" people who sue my employer for my own stupidity.

I'm in desperate need of some desktop space. I miss my "L" this is truly going to be a pain in the ass interesting once I get everything out the boxes. This is what it currently looks like as I sit and wait for prisoners my tax dollars to come into my office and move 3 file cabinets around to a more desirable place. I can't put anything in the cabinets or else they won't move them.

I have a GREAT view..check it out.. to the right I see this football Mecca!!

also to the right is a view of the PMAC and Alex Box stadium

and to the left is the Memorial clock tower which chimes on the 1/2 hour and hour

and if I leaaaaan all the way back to the edge of the window I can get a pic of the MS River as well. Not too shabby. I'm not looking forward to unpacking all this stuff though. I'm just lazy today not in a mood to unpack this stuff, but I like order and can't operate out of boxes so I'm going to pull rank on somebody in a few minutes and get them in here and get these cabinets moved so I can make sense of what kinda extra crap I'm gonna have to get to put in here so that I have space for everything. Right now I can't even put a pic up except for this one of Rockstar.

The walls here are concrete anyway so unless I really wanted to be hood throwback and tape all the pics to the wall I'll wait on the bookshelves I ordered 6 months ago to come in. I'm sooo not holding my breath on that one though. After all I had them ordered fiftyleven thousand years ago at least a month before I even started working at the new gig. **rolls eyes** Well I've gotten 3 boxes taken care of so let me get one more and call it a day! This is a long weekend for me and I'll be kicking it with my nephews!!

Brown..out!

Mostly random stuff..

So the move is officially this week. We'll be moving in groups on Thursday and Friday and as of right now I'm not sure which group I'm in. What good is being Sr. Staff if I ain't in the know! I'd trade that Sr. Staff meeting to know that's for sure.. I hate that meeting! My office is all packed up, I'm working out of one box and the only thing left to pack is the computer/printer/telephone/docking station for the laptop..It's so noisy right now here. There are prisoners breaking down furniture and moving boxes...good, that my tax dollars are at work; bad that there are prisoners in my working environment..PRIME reason to go "work" from home this afternoon...

Let's see what else has been going on with me lately..my "small" business has been kicking my butt! I have an intern that does some work with me, they want experience, I want free labor, win/win! but they've had finals this month and haven't been around much so I been doing some serious grunt work. I've realized even moreso that I'm supposed to be in management and a leadership position of some sort..I HATE grunt work..I LOVE delegating the small details and I LOVE being the boss..even though I don't always like the pressure of being in management/leadership, but when I know that the owness of something is on me, I tend to take it more serious..even more serious than I already tend to be when it comes to stamping my name on something..

I have people around me that I really should cut loose for one reason or another. They're not like minded individuals and as much of a positive influence that I want to be, I'm ready to pass the baton to whoever wants it. With relationships I sometimes have a hard time knowing when to say enough is enough. That's the passive agressive, whimpy me in action. She sucks!...How much of myself must I give in order to appease the "friendship"? I'm speaking rhetorically I suppose. I guess I'm just tired of dumb stuff. There's no "big" word to really describe it. Their actions/words are just dumb to me. Maybe if I just said that, then they'd get it...

You ever have a secret that is just soooooooooooooo good that you want to tell somebody but you can't because you've given your word to somebody that you wouldn't tell a soul. That's where I am. It's a good one too. I told Rocky and his friend Stanford. I had to tell somebody! or really something in this case.. I'm typically really good at keeping confidential information, I'm like a vault, once its in, its in. That's parallel to how I am in relationships as well. If I let you in, like really let you past the security codes/gates/dogs etc etc then you're in and have full access to the real me.

That's enough, I'm hungry and need to find lunch.

Brown..IS.OUT!

Ohhh I forgot..I'm rocking the braces with NO discomfort now. whoohooo!! I'm ready for a steak!! ok, not really, but now that I can feel the bottom of my teeth eating is less of a choking hazard and more enjoyment again..I was laughing at myself earlier as I was telling some friends about how I would take a bite, chew 2 or 3 times and then swallow and pray that I don't choke. Rocky would be my only witness and he couldn't tell the story!..but yes, life with braces is moving forward and I'm pretty used to them now, brushing is still kinda awkward and flossing is a CHORE even moreso than it was before, but I do em both FREQUENTLY...braces make you more self conscience about having stuff stuck in your teeth, or maybe its just me..

Word of the Day!

Mul·li·gan ..

Golf. a shot not counted against the score, permitted in unofficial play to a player whose previous shot was poor

I sure could use a mulligan today. Like a redo. Or a hit of that drug that they used on ER the other week that made you forget a few moments of an event. They injected dude with something just as they popped his shoulder back in place and when he came through, he was like, I thought ya'll were going to fix my shoulder. Little did he know it was already reset and back in place. If I could just rewind time and forget that I shouldn't let my mind multi-task and wander and pay CLOSE attention to the moment. I've done some dumb things in my life and I rarely take them back because it's part of who I am and taught me some sort of lesson, but man..I'm in the middle of something that could be colossal in my life and I think I screwed it up. Everything was lining up for this to be thee break I've been waiting for to go to the next level but damn if I didn't drop the ball. I got to the bridge and instead of crossing it, I jumped. Not only did I jump, but I seemingly pushed the opportunity in the water with me and now I'm feeling the affects of drowning, except I don't want to drown. I want a life jacket..I want to be able to tread water and hold on..to grab on to debris floating..to do anything but drown and let this opportunity not come to fruition. I've put in so much time and effort and emotions and I just KNEW this was MY TIME.."This" shouldn't count against all of "that"..maybe it won't in the end, but dude, what I wouldn't do for a mulligan.

a drowning Brown..out!

Meet the man in my life...

My name is Rocky and I sneak into Angie's bed when she's not here..Ohh, I'm busted..

Yea I'll lounge in this bed but I really really like being in YOUR bed and when you're not here that's what I do..

I like to sun bath in the office on this nice futon too, its much bigger than my bed...

I thought you said you were sick..I'm here taking care of you and you're ruining it..get back on the couch..

Don't you see me chillaxing woman..

What is it with you and this camera? Can you stop for a moment.

Look at him!! Isn't he thee cutest!! This is us on one of our bonding trips. He loves nature, I love nature. Match made in heaven!!

Not what you expected eh..lol....My dog and I have a love hate relationship. I'm loving on him now since I've been doing some travelling and leaving him behind lately. He even got to stay at a doggy hotel where he had his own private room, complete with a tv, massage, and doggie icecream and other treats! That's better than being at my parents house where he habitually gets fed everything I tell them not to feed him. It's a buffett in TX!! Just thought I'd introduce blogland to my doggy Rocky, the consistent man in my life at the moment..He's part terrier(and polmeranian), part pain in my behind!

Brown..out!

Friends..how many of us have them..PART DEAUX

So, my "best" friends have been giving me HELL about these braces

Courtney: "morning brace face"
Alicia: "hey brace face"
FriendA: "so how is the mouth..are your teeth moving north yet" ME: "uh I kinda want them to move east and west, but thanks for asking"
My flesh and blood sister: "hey metal mouth" "whatcha doing brace face" ME: "what do you want?" HER: nothing, thats all, bye.

Friends...how many of us have them..you guys are funny though..through all of the joking me you guys are showing genuine concern for the safety of my dental well being! Thanks guys!!! and all of you have said how cute I look in them as well. That does alot of my self esteem, not that it was low or anything, just saying...Day 3 was a little tough this morning. That whole metal habitually rubbing against flesh was getting painful, then I remembered the whole wax on, pain off tip the ortho gave me and voila! My new bestfriend!!! so I'm doing good. Eating on the other hand is still a learning experience. I refuse to look like a cow chewing my food, so in the mean time I'll take a few bites and swallow. Lawd, don't let me choke!

Brown..out!

Oh and if my friends keep calling during my workout time i'll never get another workout in again! Maybe it was just a coincidence that the 2 of you "needed" me at that time..at any rate, I'd stop time for the 2 that did "interupt" my gym time though.

I'm in a really mushy sharing mood..what is that all about???

Friends..how many of us have them..

My bestfriend Tonya lives in MO and I hardly ever get to see her but that hasn't stopped us from being really good friends. We've known each other for years and the majority of our friendship we've never actually lived in the same city and now state. I have what I would say 2 bestfriends here in the Boot who are GREAT in their own ways and are really cool peeps. A week ago or so Tonya asked me why we say we're bestfriends when we hardly see each other and lately we haven't talked much to each other either. At first I was a little taken a back by the question, like, why would she question it? and what was making her question it? After we talked I saw what she was saying and really it boils down to the fact that we chose daily, weekly, monthly, whatever to make our friendship work.

I love Tonya to death and I make it a point to tell her that everytime we talk on the phone, any correspondence whatever. I love Court and Shun and Alicia to death as well. Tonya and I had a moment yesterday on the phone. I receieved a call from her right as I was stretching and about to get on the treadmill and when she asked was I busy I said of course not, I mean, I can get on that treadmill anytime, this is my BFF and she needed a sounding board and some advice. I listened and we laughed and ultimately came up with a solution to her problem that I think eased her mind. When I hung up the phone, I was smiling and it brought me back to that question, why are we best friends and to myself I said, I said, because of moments just like that!

I love you Tonya and thank you for making me aware that there will be moments where our relationship doesn't "feel" like a traditional bestfriend relationship but we will also have moments where it does "feel" JUST like a traditional bestfriend relationship, no matter how many miles we are apart!

Brown...out!